Capítulo 877: Comparing People

"Who are you?"

"I'm your daughter," the woman replied.

"Well, you do look a little like my daughter."

"A little like your daughter? Come on, let's go home." The woman had a wry smile, knowing that her father was ill.

"I want mutton for lunch," the old man said.

"Alright, I'll make it for you," the woman helplessly said.

Ever since her father had gotten this strange disease, he had become more like a child. He was willful and had a temper. Most importantly, he was forgetful. He would eat but forget about it after a while and say that he was hungry and wanted to eat something.

"Sigh, I shall go back and discuss with Elder Sister and Second Brother if we want to come here for treatment."

At the thought of the tens of thousands for treatment, the woman balked.